Harry Potter: The Last Exodus

Foundations of Umbreath - Obsidia's Vision

As the thestrals' ships touched down on the misty, shadowed shores of the continent they would come to know as Umbreath, Obsidia, their Overlady, felt the weight of her title and new land settle heavily yet comfortably upon her. This continent was vastly different from anything they had ever known, shrouded in thick mist and deep, ancient forests with trees as black as night and leaves that seemed to shimmer with an iridescent glow.

Obsidia, a tall and imposing figure with dark, ethereal wings and a piercing gaze, surveyed the land before her. Her Beta, Solon, walked up beside her, his silver-touched mane catching the dim light that filtered through the mist.

"It is... a mysterious place, Overlady," he murmured, his red eyes scanning their new home. "A land suited to those of us who walk in the shadows and embrace the night."

Obsidia nodded, a faint, determined smile on her lips. "This land will become more than a refuge, Solon. It will be a kingdom—a bastion of our people's strength and unity." She turned to the assembled thestrals. "Here, we will establish a land where our kin can flourish without fear."

She stepped forward, addressing them all in a powerful, resonant voice. "We will begin by building our central city at the heart of Umbreath, a place that will represent the strength and grace of our people. We shall call it Shadowhaven, where our government shall stand and where we will gather as one."

A ripple of excitement spread through the gathered thestrals. They sensed the power of this land, its shadows embracing them, whispering promises of a home that would always shelter and empower them. Obsidia raised a hand, and silence fell over the crowd.

"To create this kingdom, we will need structure. Each of you has a role, a purpose. Here in Umbreath, we are one family, and our unity is our strength. Together, we will establish order, with those of highest honor guiding us forward."

Establishing the Hierarchy

Obsidia, in a strong, confident tone, announced the hierarchy that would shape their new society:

Overlord/Overlady – As Overlady, Obsidia would lead the thestrals with wisdom and strength, her word guiding their society.Beta – Solon, her trusted right hand, would command the forces and assist with strategic decisions.Elders – A council of the most experienced thestrals, who would provide counsel, uphold traditions, and serve as guides for the young.General – Strategic leader of the warriors, responsible for defending Umbreath, leading military operations, and overseeing training for all combatants.Elite Warriors – The strongest and bravest, handpicked by Obsidia to protect the kingdom's most sacred sites and act as her personal guard.Hunters – Masters of stealth, hunters would secure food and maintain territorial boundaries.Protectors – Guardians of Shadowhaven and the other settlements, they would ensure peace and protect civilians.Scouts – Experts in reconnaissance, the scouts would monitor the outskirts of Umbreath and keep the continent secure.Caretakers – Dedicated to nurturing the land and preserving the natural magic, these thestrals would tend to enchanted groves and ensure the balance of their ecosystem.Nurturers – The guides for yearlings and newlings, responsible for educating and protecting the young.Yearlings – The young thestrals, each learning the ways of their people and preparing to take their place in society.Newlings – The youngest members of their society, watched over and protected with the greatest care.Building Their New Kingdom

As they moved forward with plans, Solon suggested an area near the river's edge where scouts and protectors could set up camps and begin monitoring the land. "This river will serve as our natural border to the west. We can station scouts here, ensuring our lands remain secure from outside forces."

Obsidia nodded approvingly. "An excellent idea. And to the east, there is a clearing that would be ideal for our hunters. Let them establish their own watchtower there, one that keeps them close to the dense forests where game is plentiful."

The Protectors stepped forward, pledging their loyalty and preparing to build watch posts along the border of their newly established territories. The Elder Selva, a wise thestral with a coat dappled in silver, approached Obsidia with another suggestion.

"Overlady, the mists of Umbreath grant us protection, but they also call for a place of sanctuary. By the Great Waterfall, we could build a retreat for those who are weary or wounded, a haven where our Nurturers can work and where our young can learn."

Obsidia looked toward the shimmering cascade in the distance, her gaze softening. "Yes, Selva, the waterfall shall be our sanctuary. And there, the young will learn of their heritage, their magic, and the strength of the shadows we hold dear."

Naming the Land and Future Planning

At last, as they began marking out the territories and locations for their settlements, Solon raised a question. "Umbreath is vast, Overlady, and our people should know it as home. Shall we name it to reflect what it will become for us?"

Obsidia considered this, and with a powerful voice, she spoke. "This land will be known as Umbreath, a place where shadows offer safety and power. It will be the legacy of our people, a realm of resilience and unity."

With the name settled, the thestrals scattered to their assignments, talking animatedly about the plans for each area. Yearlings and newlings were herded toward the sanctuary by the waterfall, while the hunters and scouts began setting up their posts in the forest. The Protectors constructed a temporary camp near the city's heart, and the caretakers prepared to plant magical seeds along the riverbanks.

Solon turned to Obsidia, a sense of quiet pride evident in his expression. "Our people will flourish here, Overlady. In the heart of Umbreath, we will thrive."

With the name chosen and their foundations set, Obsidia felt a profound sense of accomplishment and purpose. Umbreath was now more than a place; it was their home, a kingdom that would grow and endure in the magic-rich shadows of their new world.